The Eighth of Twelve Days

On the eighth day of Christmas……

….not feeling up to snuff, Sven? Maybe overdid the celebrating last night?

Don’t worry, he’ll come up with something for Ken.

Aunt Ethel’s birthday gift of chocolates.

Didn’t Moirs close down permanently in 2007?

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: eight chocolate truffles.

I think Sven is a little cranky this morning. He’ll feel better tomorrow…

© Judy Parsons 2022

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